Last night, my dad asked me if I'd eaten any fruit during the day. He's been on this kick lately of preaching fruit-eating to people, because it's good for you. Eating fruit, I mean. He said, "Those who love me keep my commandments." I said, "You're commanding me to eat fruit?"
He tried to make me eat an apple before I went to bed, but I wouldn't do it.
It's a good thing I wrote my age on my profile here. I thought for a moment I'd turned 12 again, without noticing.
I bet you are wondering why on earth I'm up at 3.45am. I was wondering the same thing, and then I remembered that I have this flight to catch. Off to Seattle...
(PS I love you Dad.)
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Seattle? what for? Wave as you fly over me...
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